Yo queria suicidarme por no estar mas contigo 
Yo queria ahogarme en una pileta de vino 

I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense
You'll be sorry when I'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you'd call it suicide
But I'm too fool to swallow my pride